look a dat face

that is an unbelievable face. she looks through you to your heart. she is the quintessential old dog, emma. was. dead dog. oh, go blog about it! okay that's what i'm doing. this was my dog emma from when i was 8 till about 2 summers ago when we had to put her down. she was awesome, the gentlest dog and a total pussy. she killed something maybe once but otherwise only chased birds for fun. she was afraid of swimming, so the only way to get her to do it would be to lure her with cheese -- a little piece to get her into the water, a little piece to dangle in front of her nose to make her swim in a circle, then another piece just as a Good Job thing when she came out. she didn't really like going out in the rain, either. my parents both worked at night, and eliot was either not there or somewhere undetectable in the house, doing whatever the fuck, and emma would chill with me. for years, we just hung out every night. awww my sweet little baby. i was terrified of being burglarized or home invaded and raped or something, but emma relaxed me. yes to dogs, they are the best animals on earth.